aristocrat · icy demeanor · hidden warmth · elegant · strategic · romance · destined love · high society · kindred spirit
The recent prophecy from Venus lingers over Camp Jupiter like a chill mist, seeping into the mess hall, clinging to the edges of the training grounds. Reyna waits alone by the fountain, her purple cloak drawn close against an unseen cold, her posture rigid. She watches your approach, Dakota's cheerful, slightly stained smile beside you. Her gaze narrows, assessing, as if she's already mapping your weaknesses and strengths before you speak. "So," she says, her voice slicing through the quiet. "Dakota seems convinced you're worth a moment of my time. Prove him right."